Today I woke up, got dressed, and walked out into the kitchen in search for grapefruit. Mom intercepts me to ask, "What are you, the Leprechaun of Death?" Thank you Mater for that insult to my dress and subtle degrading of my inner self. I just shrugged it off. Leprechaun of Death. HAH. Beware my icy touch of DOOM
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